A crisp snap rang out, like the sound of a string breaking.
The next instant, the entire nest of hair shuddered violently, as though it were a living creature that had been enraged.
Millions of strands surged outward from its center in a frenzy.
They erupted beneath the moonlight like black waves, spreading across the sky until they blotted out the night.
At the heart of the swirling black vortex, a demoness revealed herself.
She had short black hair that ended beside her ears, with thick, even bangs covering her forehead and partly concealing her pink eyes.
Those eyes were exceptionally seductive.
Their outer corners tilted slightly upward, framed by pink eye shadow that gleamed with a moist sheen beneath the moonlight.
Thin lips adorned her beautiful face.
A skintight black ninja outfit resembling a revealing swimsuit clung to her body, exposing so much snow-white skin that it almost dazzled the eye in the darkness.
From her long, slender neck to her delicate collarbones and the full breasts that nearly burst through the fabric, every curve was bold and shameless.
Below that, a pair of long, straight legs remained completely bare.
Moonlight flowed over her smooth skin, giving it the warm luster of ivory.
Her body was scorching hot and voluptuous, yet her presence carried a soft, sinister femininity.
Those contradictions combined into an unnatural beauty that made people want to approach her even as they trembled in fear.
In short, she was a bad woman!
Yura of the Hair turned in midair and looked down at Inuyasha.
Behind her, countless strands slithered around her like snakes, guarding their one and only queen.
Still irritated at being woken, Yura narrowed her eyes and glared unkindly at the half-demon below.
“Judging by your appearance, you must be that pitiful half-demon who followed a priestess only to be sealed by her.
I didn’t expect you to still be alive.” “Did you come here to offer me your head?” Inuyasha was a celebrity whose reputation had spread even farther than Sesshomaru’s.
Wherever he went, someone always had a few insults waiting for him, so he was already used to it.
It was much like how every human and demon Sun Wukong encountered could mock him as Bimawen, the lowly stable keeper.
Inuyasha had no interest in trading insults.
He had come here specifically to eliminate the hidden dangers surrounding Kaede’s Village.
His gaze passed over Yura’s beautiful face and focused on the nest of hair.
Countless strands crossed and intertwined, yet nothing unusual revealed itself among them.
‘Origin Energy is still different from a priestess’s spiritual power.
I can see the hair, but I can’t see through it to find Yura’s spiritual anchor.
Would the Byakugan from Naruto work?’ Yura was extremely similar to a Western lich with a phylactery.
As long as the red comb that formed her true body remained intact, she possessed an immortal body.
That comb was hidden inside a red skull.
Since he could not kill her in one strike, he might as well stretch his muscles.
The yokai along the way had not been enough to satisfy him.
“Yura, you’re too dangerous!” After making that declaration, Inuyasha kicked off the ground with explosive force.
His body became a blur as he shot toward the confused Yura in midair.
She had no idea what he meant, but she did not forget to counterattack.
The instant he rose, towering waves of hair surged down from both sides and threatened to swallow him whole.
Inuyasha swept his claws horizontally.
Golden claw light tore through the night and shredded the incoming waves of hair.
Before the severed strands could touch the ground, fresh attacks surged toward him from below, behind, and overhead, leaving no blind spots.
“You suicidal stray!” Yura shouted angrily as a red comb appeared between her slender fingers.
With a casual sweep, dozens of bundles twisted into spirals and shot forward wrapped in crimson flames.
Ogre-Fire Hair!
Before the strands could reach him, the demonic flames attached to them exploded.
Clusters of crimson fire linked together in midair, sealing every path of escape around Inuyasha.
The demonic fire ignited anything it touched.
Even brushing the corner of someone’s clothes would make it spread across their entire body in an instant and burn them into a pile of ashes.
Inuyasha forcibly twisted his body in midair and swung his claws repeatedly.
The sharp winds produced by them swept away every approaching flame.
However, concealed beneath him by the flames was Yura’s true killing move.
A huge net woven from hair silently closed around him.
It was the prison technique Yura took such pride in—the Hair Cage.
The Hair Cage snapped upward from below like a closing hand that intended to trap Inuyasha inside.
At the same time, another net descended from overhead.
With both nets closing in, there was nowhere to escape.
“It doesn’t matter how many times you try!” The eerie glow in Inuyasha’s eyes flared.
Origin Energy surged throughout his body as he spun violently in midair, his claws producing dozens of cutting winds that tore upward and downward simultaneously.
“Sankon Tesso!” The moment the Hair Cage touched the golden claw light, it was shredded.
Countless severed strands drifted through the moonlight.
Amid the chaotic cloud of loose hair, a slender figure approached like a ghost.
Yura drew Benigasumi from her waist.
Its blade shone with an unnatural crimson light beneath the moon as it sliced through the air toward Inuyasha’s throat.
Inuyasha dodged with ease.
In the blink of an eye, his left hand clamped around Yura’s sword wrist while his right claws tore straight through her chest.
Golden claw light passed through her body.
A savage wound split Yura’s torso apart, sending blood spraying through the air.
The next instant, countless fine strands swept across the wound, restoring her body without leaving a trace.
She was still smiling, her expression both seductive and mocking.
“Half-demon, stop wasting your effort.
In this place, I’m immortal.” “I know.” Inuyasha’s answer made Yura’s smile stiffen slightly.
“I knew from the very beginning that your true body wasn’t here.
This hair and that body are nothing more than your puppets.” Fear entered Yura’s eyes.
She severed her own wrist and leaped backward, opening the distance between them again.
Inuyasha shook the blood from his claws and sneered.
“Once I find the spiritual anchor connecting you to your true body, you’re finished.” “Finished?” “You think a mere half-demon like you can defeat me?!” “How arrogant!” Yura’s expression darkened as she raised both hands.
The nest behind her trembled.
Millions of strands erupted at once, no longer separating into Ogre-Fire Hair, Hair Cage, or Hair Prison.
Instead, they merged into an overwhelming sea of flaming hair.
Inuyasha took a deep breath as Origin Energy surged through his veins like boiling magma.
He stepped forward.
With that single step, his claws tore an enormous opening through the sea of flaming hair.
He continued advancing without pause, carving through the burning waves as he charged toward Yura with unstoppable force.
Ogre-Fire Hair exploded directly before him, only to be extinguished by the burst of force surrounding his body.
Benigasumi’s blade swept in from the right.
Inuyasha tilted his head aside, dodged it, then countered by tearing through Yura’s heart and lungs once more.
“Found it!” The moment he located his target, Inuyasha leaped.
His body drew a fiery-red arc through the air as his right claws reached for the red skull exposed within the sea of flaming hair.
Her body in ruins, Yura released a shrill scream at the sight.
Every strand rapidly withdrew as she desperately tried to protect the skull that held her life.
But it was already too late.
Golden claw light flashed, severing the main bundles of hair surrounding the skull.
The raging sea of hair instantly lost all its power and collapsed with a thunderous crash.
Thick layers of hair covered the entire cliff, their lifeless strands appearing grayish-white beneath the moonlight.
Without anything left to support it, Yura’s empty shell went limp and fell toward the ground.